Blog entries by Mitchell

Today is the fifth anniversary of the day I was diagnosed with high BP. Gosh, what I wouldn't give to have that be my only problem right now. As most who know me are aware, I was 197 pounds that day, with high bp. I quickly took off 28 lbs in less than four months, and for the most...

As most who know me are aware, I'm Jewish. I have never considered myself religious, as I didn't have a bar mitzvah, and I never go to temple. My maternal grandfather, in spite of having a bar mitzvah, was not a religious man. He believed in God as a scientific figure that controlled the...

As the blog telling about my life demonstrated, I'm a very strong person, usually like the Rock of Gibraltar. Now, in spite of my mom's urging that we take life one day at a time, and my vow to support her, I feel like I'm going to crack. I'm facing my mom's illness, treatment, and...

I want to start by saying that posting in this blog helps. It is therapuetic to air feelings. One of my father's biggest problems has always been that he fails to realize that my mom gave him what should be his biggest gift, me. From early childhood, he was always trying to...

It sounds completely sick, but, it is 100% true. The day of my mom's cancer diagnosis, was the happiest day of my father's life. Simply put, my father is a monster. Even though he provided a high lifestyle for us when we lived in CT, he was extremely verbally abusive, and...

As I've already mentioned to those of you who I've spoken to in the chatroom, today, March 13, 2010, is the worst day of my life, as it is the day that my beloved mother, Sheila's, cancer diagnosis was confirmed. The call from our family doctor came to mom on her cell phone, as we were...

My mom and I had words last night. God, that's the last thing that should be happening now, considering her terrible situation. I am, by nature, not a very positive person. I've had a lot of heartbreak, disappointment, and negativity hurled my way, by my father and his family, my best...

My current apartment is the seventh place I've lived in my life. I was born in NY City, lived there for three years, moved to Ft Lee, NJ for another four years, back to NY for two years, to my house in CT for ten years, before moving back to Fort Lee NJ with my mom, to be near my grandmother...

I used the term in quotation marks because he really isn't a father. He has emotionally abused me for 30 years, because he wanted to control me about who to see, and what to do. My maternal grandparents were just like my mom is, warm, loving, unconditionally giving, expecting nothing else from...

I've already posted in a couple of threads about my mom's hosptialization, and likely diagnosis with lung cancer. As it was suggested to me that I start a blog instead of many threads in the forum about this, I will do so. My mom is the most wonderful, sweet woman in the world. She has...

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